What am I supposed to write?

So, assigned writing and the immediate writer's block that comes with it. . . nice. I had forgotten how hard that is. And yet, after a few minutes of panic I remember that in all those panicky thoughts I need only pick one, make it my subject and go with it. Now I have something to write. It's a starting trick and that's all, but it usually works. Next trick: What's going on with me today? Is there a theme? Today I have no interest in work, just in being inside my own head. I want to think and rest and be alone. Also, I'd like to spend the afternoon with my new music playlist, which is so compelling that once I start it up I'm unable to move from my computer to do anything else. I tried to copy and paste the list here, but no dice. I can tell you the seriously uninspired title of my playlist is Random Shit. Ugly, no? Must fix that. Oh shit! Time to get ready for Daisies.